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Fredagen. .. är slut.
2 dagar kvar.
Skum kväll som fan!!

Du vet att , jag vet att Du läser detta. . .
Jag vet inte vad Du vill att jag ska säga. . ?
Du vet INTE att det gör så ont att se dig. . .
Men Du vet lika bra som jag, att detta är VÅR låt. . .

"How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables
How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables


I wish you'd unclench your fists
And unpack your suitcase
Lately there's been too much of this
Dont think its too late


Nothin's wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will


Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when


Well i hoped that since we're here anyway
We could end up saying
Things we've always needed to say
So we could end up stringing
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Lets rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a hollywood horror


Nothin's wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will


Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)


Det finns inte mycket mer jag kan säga,
inte ens göra. . .
Jag önskar bara att Du visste att jag försökte vara där för dig!